The Feeling With No Name

11|| The First Punch

Emily POV

I watched as Kellin collapsed to the floor, sobbing. As he fell, he hit his head on the table, knocking him out. "Kellin!!" I screamed, lunging towards him as his head hit the floor. "Damnit, Kellin!!!" I screamed again as the blood began gushing from his head and nose. "Help me!! Somebody help!!!" I screamed, and as soon as I did, Nick came running in.

"What the hell happened here? Where's Vic? Where's Justin?" He asked, panicking.

"What the hell are you doing here, Nick, you should be on fucking bed rest!" I screamed.

"I-I was coming to see Kellin but-but I- WHere's Justin?" He stuttered.

"Help me with Kellin and I'll tell you." I said, quieter than before.

"O-ok... What happened to Kellin?" He asked, walking over and lifting Kellin onto the bed.

"Vic was in a car accident, and Kellin was already nervous and stressed because he wasn't here. He had to run an errand...." I said, remembering that Kellin's friends hated Vic, "When he asked what happened to Vic, I told him and he collapsed and hit his head on the table, then the floor." I said.

"Oh my god..... Do you um, want me to stay with him?" He asked.

"Yeah, if you want." I said, grabbing the needle and stitching thread and began stitching up Kellin's head. "Do you want to know about Justin now?" I asked, practically whispering.

"Yes." He said, practically jumping at the question.

"So, um.... Justin and Kellin got in a fight.... It ended badly....." I said, hesitating to tell him.

"And?" He asked, looking concerned.

"Apparently, Kellin broke down crying, and he and Vic heard a thud come from the bathroom. They opened the door and Justin was laying in there, covered in blood..." I whispered. He had tears in his eyes, not speaking. "He tried to kill himself, Nick." I said, sounding blatant, but truth is, I wasn't. My eyes were filled with tears as well, making it hard to see. Thank God I was done stitching Kellin's head and was just now cutting the string so he wouldn't look like a rag doll. As the scissors cut through the string, Nick broke down onto the floor, sobbing. I set the scissors down quickly and went to him.

"I-is he gone?" he sobbed.

"No, no Nick. He's still alive, just unconscious and possibly in a coma." I said, trying to comfort him by wrapping my arms round him and rubbing his head.

"O-ok, just like Jack, huh?" He asked, still quietly sobbing.

"Yes, Nick I'm so sorry you have to deal with all of this. I'm sure you're just as stressed about this as I am. I've known Vic and Kellin for a long time...." I said as he looked me straight in the eyes, still filled with tears. I couldn't stand to see him like this. My eyes filled with tears and they began to fall.

"Hey, why are you crying? It's ok. Don't cry, just shhh..." He shushed me, then he did something so unexpected, I was stunned. He cupped my face and pressed his lips to mine, so softly and gently i could hardly feel it. Not knowing what to do, I kissed him back, just as he had me. He pulled away, his eyes wide with worry. "Sorry..." He said, looking down and blushing.

"No, no don't be sorry." I practically shouted. When he didn't look at me, I lifted up his head so he was looking straight into my eyes. "It's. O.K." I said in syllables.

"Are you sure?" He asked, his eyes still filled to the brim with worry.

"Yes, I'm sure Nick. And if we're being honest, I've never felt a kiss like that in my life. I've only been kissed three times, and I'm 20 for Christ's sake." I said. There was reason for that, I'm guessing. I'm covered in tattoos, I have snake bites and a nose piercing on my left nostril, a septum piercing, and I have blue hair that is black underneath. People have always judged me for my hair because I've been dying it since I was 12. It's been bright red, bright blue, turquoise, black, pink, and bleach blonde. I have scars on both of my arms and my thighs.... I'm not a mean person, and that's why I'm going to school to become a nurse because I was abused and sexually assaulted when I was younger, which resulted in a lot of hospital trips, and it continued until I finally moved into my best friend, Ryliegh's, house. Right now I'm doing a nurse internship at the hospital.